A World Without Children Is a Sad World.

I came across this news item recently (http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2013/08/14/cost-of-raising-a-child-usda_n_3757365.html), which placed the cost of raising a child today till the age  of 18 at a quarter of a million dollars. In the Philippines, some of those who championed the RH bill argued that there would be less poverty if there were less children per family. I am for progress and I supported the RH Law. But I feel there is something inherently selfish and self-serving when having and raising children is reduced to a cost-benefit proposition.

Children thrive in a loving environment. Many marriages today are loveless and therefore brittle. More than 50% of marriages in the US end up in divorces. There are more and more single households. Same-sex marriages are becoming more and more common. I would hate to imagine a world without children. There are already some countries facing a major crisis because there are not enough children being born. A world without children is a sad world. It will be a dying world.

Yes, the times – they are a-changing. Some for the better. Other changes I am not sure. But I am praying that some things will never change. I am still inspired and touched when a man leaves his father and mother and be joined to his wife and the two shall be as one. And in love and fidelity, they will have and raise children of their own.

He answered, “Have you not read that the one who made them at the beginning ‘made them male and female,’ and said, ‘For this reason a man shall leave his father and mother and be joined to his wife, and the two shall become one flesh’? So they are no longer two, but one flesh. Therefore what God has joined together, let no one separate.”
Matthew 19:3-6

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The Feast of the Assumption

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Today is the feast of the Assumption. There are times I have difficulties believing in the Assumption of Mary into heaven. Did she die and then rose and was taken up to heaven? I can imagine the human spirit, free from being imprisoned in a body, soaring up to the skies. But to be taken up into heaven, body and spirit? That taxes my imagination.

But doesn’t the fact that we came from dust, stardust to be sure, also tax the imagination? How can a clump of dirt develop to grow a consciousness and acquire free will? So, it took some billion years from the explosion of the stars to the birth of life and the coming of man on earth. But in the scheme of cosmic events, that was just a moment in time. So, for one moment in time, Mary shows us what we will all eventually become, sharers in her son’s resurrection, as she was assumed into heaven.

That somehow makes sense for me, rationally. But deep in my heart, there is also that stubborn refusal to be tied to the ground forever. I long to be free and soar to the heights. In the words of my favorite poets, Simon and Garfunkle, the man who’s tied up to the ground gives the world its saddest sound. Mary’s assumption gives reality to my profound yearning and longing: to be a sparrow rather that a snail, to be a hammer rather than a nail, to be a forest rather than a street, to see the earth beneath my feet – instead of being buried in it.

Mary’s assumption is a celebration of life and what it ultimately holds in store for us. That makes a lot of sense to me. And that is reason for my soul to also magnify the Lord.

And Mary said, ‘My soul magnifies the Lord, he has filled the hungry with good things, and sent the rich away empty.’ Luke 1:39-42,46,53-56

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Being Aware of Others

I have always been deeply aware of my uniqueness, more than my commonality with others. I know I am different and this has been the source both of a deep-seated insecurity and of a strong feeling that I am special, so special to the point of being better than others. I wonder if this is unique to me or everybody else feels the same.

People are so alike. They often want the same things, do the same activities and behave in pretty much the same and predictable ways. But they can also be so different from one another and each one goes his own way, does his own thing and acts differently from everybody else. This paradox is the source of both all our joys and happiness as well as all of our disappointments and sorrows.

This is the reason I need to say “I love you” to people who bring so much joy and happiness in my life and “I am sorry” when I bring them sorrow and disappointment.

Jesus said, “If another member of the church sins against you, go and point out the fault when the two of you are alone. If the member listens to you, you have regained that one. But if you are not listened to, take one or two others along with you, so that every word may be confirmed by the evidence of two or three witnesses.”
Matthew 18:15-20

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Coming Home To Be a Child Again

“Do not go gentle into that good night,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.”
This is the constant refrain in my life today.

“To be a child is to have no past
And to live in eternity’s sunrise.”
This is Jane’s and Jonathan’s.

I am homeward bound and I know my days are numbered.
With the coming of the end, I need to tie all loose ends.
There are unfinished agenda still to be accomplished.
There is still that one more letter to be written,
one more good deed to be done,
one more heart to make happy
and one more face to elicit a smile from.
There are goodbyes to be bidden;
there are shortcomings to be forgiven.
It has been so long I do not remember what home really is.
All I remember are the people, places and events
in this journey I am about to complete.

Jane and Jonathan are just at the start of their own journey.
They still remember where it is they came from,
A place where there are eternal mornings.
They play their interminable games
with no sense of time and space,
where days never end but flow naturally into nights
only to become a new mornings again at the turn of the light;
where the whole house is one flowing space which now a castle
and in a while a spaceship and in yet another while a wonderland.

I am coming home to be a child again.

At that time the disciples came to Jesus and asked, ‘Who is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven?’ He called a child, whom he put among them, and said, ‘Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Whoever becomes humble like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. Whoever welcomes one such child in my name welcomes me.
Matthew 18:1-5, 10, 12-14

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Will Our Leaders Surprise Us and Do the Right Thing This Time?

As soon as men started living together in groups and then in communities, I am pretty sure they shared most everything in common. The idea of private property must have come very much later in man’s history. The idea of taxes must have come soon after the spread of the concept of private property. Taxes are a necessary component of the social contract to pay for common services or to finance projects and undertakings too big for just one person to pay for.

In a perfect world, taxes are meant to pay for services and goods that are meant for the commonweal. In a perfect world, taxes are not equal but equitable where to whom much is given, much more is expected in return. In a prefect world, taxes are spent where they create a just and equitable society, where everyone’s needs are meant and no one goes unnecessarily sick or hungry or unemployed or marginalized.

But it is not a perfect world we live in. Some people cheat on their taxes. Others do not pay them at all. Still others steal the tax money through some nefarious means. Nothing is more outrageous than when leaders dip into the common coffers, take the tax money and use it like it was their own. And they do this under the guise of some laws which they themselves legislate to make everything look legal and above board. In the meantime, many of their constituents go hungry, remain sick, stay unemployed and are marginalized. They are killing the goose that lays the golden eggs for them!

I pray for our politicians that they grow bigger than themselves, truly look after the common good this time and do the right and honorable thing. The Pork Barrel scheme have revealed how corrupt our society has become. The rot is already systemic, where even the well meaning among them are co-opted by the system and become part of the rot. It is during times like these I feel prayers to be inadequate. Critical times needs critical actions. The more radical the better. Yet, in the face of the insurmountably of the problem and my own feelings of inadequacy, I can only fall on my knees in prayers. For now.

The collectors of the temple tax came to Peter and said, ‘Does your teacher not pay the temple tax?’ He said, ‘Yes, he does.’ And when he came home, Jesus spoke of it first, asking, ‘What do you think, Simon? From whom do kings of the earth take toll or tribute? From their children or from others?’ When Peter said, ‘From others’, Jesus said to him, ‘Then the children are free. However, so that we do not give offense to them, go to the lake and cast a hook; take the first fish that comes up; and when you open its mouth, you will find a coin; take that and give it to them for you and me.’
Matthew 17:22-27

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Three Levels of Generosity

ImageI have been blessed to have been able to give more often than to receive. From my early years, I had been taught and told to give to others and share whatever I have. I have been brought up in the belief that life is all about giving and being generous. Often, it has been an easy lesson to learn; though there have been times it is difficult and challenging. I often put a limit to my generosity.

I see there are three levels of giving and generosity.

The first level is when I give to others because it makes me feel good or I expect something in return. I give out of my abundance. I give away what I would usually not need for myself. I give with the question “What is in it for me?” at the back of my mind. It is giving while counting the cost or laboring and expecting a reward. I am focused on myself.

The second level is when I give to others because they truly need my generosity. Now, I truly see the other person. I reach out in love and care to others in order to respond to their needs. I give with the question: “How may I help?” in my mind and in my heart. The focus of my giving is the other person. I am out of myself.

The third level of giving is doing so because it is God’s will for me. It is giving out of my own neediness and even emptiness. I truly possess nothing. Everything I have is gift. I should not be so attach then to anything that I cannot give it away. Realizing I have nothing, I also come to realize that even in my emptiness and nothingness, I still have something to give – myself. To be willing to give when there is no more to give and the question I shall ask is “Did I fill the world with love?”

“Much will be required of the person entrusted with much, and still more will be demanded of the person entrusted with more.”
Luke 12:32-48

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Celebrating St. Lawrence, the Martyr and the Parish

Today is the feast day of St. Lawrence, the Martyr, patron saint of our parish here in Santa Clara. Daily personal prayer is part of my daily routine. It requires discipline. I have to make time and room for it. It is as necessary to me as breathing or eating. But personal private prayer cannot be complete unless done along side with prayers in community. Christ promised where two or three are gathered in His name, He will be right there in their midst.

St. Lawrence lived during the times of Roman persecutions of he early Christians. He was charged with the care of the temporal goods of the Church. He had a special place in his heart for the poor, the needy and those persecuted. He died a martyr’s death during the reign of the Emperor Valerian. His love and service to the Church became legendary even while he was still alive.

In St. Lawrence the Martyr Parish, my family and I have found a community united in love and service. In it, we have come to appreciate what ‘Catholic’ truly means. It means universal, the whole church, the whole community of believers, the Body of Christ. A body that is not whole is sick. A body that is whole is also holy.

Everybody is welcome in Saint Lawrence. Across the centuries, a deacon (literal meaning: servant)  from the early Christian times still inspires people of today. Across many countries and cultures, people come together to pray and worship in a wonderful melange of brotherhood and in community. Across different age groups, people of all ages come together to love and serve one another and those others who are in need of love and caring. Beyond all these differences, people of such diverse backgrounds come together to proclaim One Lord and to profess but one Faith, under one Father and living as one community in one Spirit.

I thank the Lord for the gift of community in our lives. I thank God for the community in Saint Lawrence.

Jesus said “Very truly, I tell you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains just a single grain; but if it dies, it bears much fruit. Those who love their life lose it, and those who hate their life in this world will keep it for eternal life. Whoever serves me must follow me, and where I am, there will my servant be also. Whoever serves me, the Father will honor.”
John 12:24-26

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Spiritual Exercises

I have had hypertension for many years now. I have managed to keep it under control through exercise, diet and medications. My medicines correct whatever imbalance in my organ systems and body processes that causes my blood pressure to spike. A healthy diet prevents my condition from getting worse and helps me avoid further cholesterol build-up and clogging up of my arteries. Exercise helps my body regenerate itself, strengthening my muscles and improving the tone of these muscles and of my blood vessels. Exercise also helps me burn away excess fat and break down cholesterol build-ups.

This is another self-evident truth which many people take for granted. When it comes to our muscles, the rule is “Use them or lose them.” As for our body, “Abuse it, you lose it.” And it is the same thing with our spirits. Just as the body needs healthy food and regular exercise, so does the spirit need nourishment and looking after for it to remain alive in us. I need spiritual food and I get that from the Eucharist. I need my daily spiritual exercise and I achieve that through my daily prayer.

I have always loved this quote from Mother Teresa because it captures this truth so clearly: “If you want a love message to be heard, it has got to be sent out. To keep a lamp burning, we have to keep putting oil in it.”

And while they went to buy it, the bridegroom came, and those who were ready went with him into the wedding banquet; and the door was shut. Later the other bridesmaids came also, saying, ‘Lord, lord, open to us.’ But he replied, ‘Truly I tell you, I do not know you.’ Keep awake therefore, for you know neither the day nor the hour.”
Matthew 25:1-13

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Perspectives

Prayer beads or worry beads have long been used by various cultures such as Asian, African, Middle East, Anatolian, Ottoman, Turkish, Greek and Indian for meditation, protection from negative energy and to relieve stress. It must have been from these that St. Dominic, whose feast is being celebrated today, got his idea for the rosary and, in the process, gave Catholics their greatest Marian devotion. And since then, Catholics have been praying the rosary for meditation, for protection against evil and disaster and to relieve fear and distress.  Many Filipinos automatically cling to their rosary beads when in trouble, when they want to pray, when they need supplication or intercession for things they need or dreams they desire. It is amazing how, with a change in perspective, we can change something ordinary into something sacred.

During our recent bus tour to the American Southwest, I was constantly amazed at how such a change in perspective would open for me a whole new horizon. I am standing at a bluff. I take a few steps forward and I see the splendor of the valley below. I am admiring the the desert blooms. I take a closer look and see all the colorful little bugs and creatures frolicking on the cacti. I am staring in awe at a massive mountainside. I move to the right and allow the sunlight to play on the rocky wall and the colors become even more stunning and dramatic. I marvel at the beauty and bounty of nature and I catch a glimpse of God.

I can go through life  with the perspective that this all there is to it and nothing more. Or, I can live it like it were the promise of something more and discover the infinite richness that is waiting for me.

Jesus began to show his disciples that he must go to Jerusalem and undergo great suffering at the hands of the elders and chief priests and scribes, and be killed, and on the third day be raised. And Peter took him aside and began to rebuke him, saying, ‘God forbid it, Lord! This must never happen to you.’ But he turned and said to Peter, ‘Get behind me, Satan! You are a stumbling-block to me; for you are setting your mind not on divine things but on human things.’
Matthew 16:13-17,21-23

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Blessed with Faith Forever (BFF)

Another day has dawned
Another beautiful morn
I stretch my arms in thanksgiving
What a great gift to be living

I often wonder why
My life in the here and now
I did not ask to be
But I am grateful I am me

I’ve had my share of sorrows
Sometimes fearing tomorrow
But oft with joy I quiver
Then, I want to live forever

Small though I may be
Big truths I fail to see
Yet deep in my heart I know
To greater things I’ll go

My faith is like the breeze
It comes and goes as it please
Blowing all over the place
Gently caresses my face

My life is not by chance
I’m part of a cosmic dance
I was born because of love
I have a Father from above

There is restlessness in me
Until his face I see
I know that I will not die
But live with him for eternity

Jesus answered her, “Woman, great is your faith! Let it be done for you as you wish.” And her daughter was healed instantly.
Matthew 15:21-28

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